Wherein we examine the Relatively Holy Weltanschauung of The Prophet of Prophets -and- Guide of Guides The Beloved Master Rael, X* – as elucidated by – The Space Alien Yahweh and His Beloved Brethren The Elohim And Their Numerous Computer Generated Nubile Concubines

"You are probably wondering where you are," my guide said. "In fact you are now on a base located relatively close to the earth. In the first message you noted that we travelled seven times faster than the speed of light. That was true 25,000 years ago when we landed on earth. Since then, we have made much progress and we now travel through space much faster. It only takes a few moments to make the journey that used to take us almost two months in those times, and we continue to progress. If you will now follow me, we will take a little trip together."

I rose and followed my three guides. We went through an airlock and in a vast room I noticed a craft similar to the one that had brought me from earth, but it was far larger. The exterior must have been about twelve meters in diameter, and inside it had four seats facing each other instead of just two. We sat down as before, and again I felt the same sensation of intense cold but it lasted much longer this time — about ten minutes. Then the craft rocked slightly, and we stepped out through the trap door exit.

Before me a paradisical landscape unfolded, and in fact I could not find any words my enchantment at seeing huge flowers, each more beautiful than the last, and animals of unimaginable appearance that were walking among them. There were birds with multicolored plumage, and pink and blue squirrels with the heads of bear cubs climbing in the branches of trees that bore both enormous fruits and gigantic flowers.

About thirty meters from the spacecraft, a small group of Elohim was waiting for us, and behind the trees I was able to make out a group of buildings that resembled brightly colored shells harmonising perfectly with the vegetation. The temperature was very mild, and the air was perfumed with countless scents of exotic flowers. We walked towards the top of a hill, and a marvelous panorama began to appear. Innumerable small streams wound through the luch vegetation, and far off an azure sea sparkled in the sun.

Reaching a clearing, I discovered with great astonishment a group of people similar to me, by which I mean people resembling those who live on earth, not Elohim. Most of them were naked or wore robes made of multicolored silks. They bowed respectfully before my three guides and then we all sat down.

Our armchairs seemed to have been carved in the rock and were covered with thick furs that always remained fresh and comfortable despite the warmth. Some people came out of a small cave located right next to us and approached, carrying trays piled high with fruits, grilled meats accompanied by the most incredible sauces, and drinks of ungorgettable flavours.

Behind each guest two of the men who carried trays were kneeling ready to satisfy the slightest wish of those who were eating. The latter would ask them for whatever they desired without even looking at them.

During the meal some marvelous music had started up, from where I could not tell, and young naked women with figures as sculptural as those of the waiters started to dance with incomparable grace on the surrounding lawn.

There must have been some forty guests who were similar to people from earth in addition to my three guides. There were white, yellow and black men and women who all spoke a language I could not understand that resembled Hebrew.

I was sitting next to the Eloha whom I had met two years earlier, and to the left of the other two Elohim. Facing me sat a young, bearded man, very handsome and very slim. He wore a mysterious smile and an expression filled with fraternal feeling. To his right was a man with a noble face sporting a black beard that was very thick and very long. To his left was a more corpulent man with an Asian face. He had a shaven head.

> "You are probably wondering where you are," my guide said. "In fact > you are now on a base located relatively close to the earth. In the > first message you noted that we travelled seven times faster than the > speed of light. That was true 25,000 years ago when we landed on > earth. Since then, we have made much progress and we now travel > through space much faster. It only takes a few moments to make the > journey that used to take us almost two months in those times, and we > continue to progress. If you will now follow me, we will take a > little trip together."

> I rose and followed my three guides. We went through an airlock and > in a vast room I noticed a craft similar to the one that had brought > me from earth, but it was far larger. The exterior must have been > about twelve meters in diameter, and inside it had four seats facing > each other instead of just two. We sat down as before, and again I > felt the same sensation of intense cold but it lasted much longer this > time — about ten minutes. Then the craft rocked slightly, and we > stepped out through the trap door exit.

> Before me a paradisical landscape unfolded, and in fact I could not > find any words my enchantment at seeing huge flowers, each more > beautiful than the last, and animals of unimaginable appearance that > were walking among them. There were birds with multicolored plumage, > and pink and blue squirrels with the heads of bear cubs climbing in > the branches of trees that bore both enormous fruits and gigantic > flowers.

> About thirty meters from the spacecraft, a small group of Elohim was > waiting for us, and behind the trees I was able to make out a group of > buildings that resembled brightly colored shells harmonising perfectly > with the vegetation.

Tuning, of course.

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> The temperature was very mild, and the air was > perfumed with countless scents of exotic flowers. We walked towards > the top of a hill, and a marvelous panorama began to appear. > Innumerable small streams wound through the luch vegetation, and far > off an azure sea sparkled in the sun.

> Reaching a clearing, I discovered with great astonishment a group of > people similar to me, by which I mean people resembling those who live > on earth, not Elohim. Most of them were naked or wore robes made of > multicolored silks. They bowed respectfully before my three guides > and then we all sat down.

> Our armchairs seemed to have been carved in the rock and were covered > with thick furs that always remained fresh and comfortable despite the > warmth. Some people came out of a small cave located right next to us > and approached, carrying trays piled high with fruits, grilled meats > accompanied by the most incredible sauces, and drinks of ungorgettable > flavours.

> Behind each guest two of the men who carried trays were kneeling ready > to satisfy the slightest wish of those who were eating. The latter > would ask them for whatever they desired without even looking at them.

> During the meal some marvelous music had started up, from where I > could not tell, and young naked women with figures as sculptural as > those of the waiters started to dance with incomparable grace on the > surrounding lawn.

> There must have been some forty guests who were similar to people from > earth in addition to my three guides. There were white, yellow and > black men and women who all spoke a language I could not understand > that resembled Hebrew.

> I was sitting next to the Eloha whom I had met two years earlier, and > to the left of the other two Elohim. Facing me sat a young, bearded > man, very handsome and very slim. He wore a mysterious smile and an > expression filled with fraternal feeling. To his right was a man with > a noble face sporting a black beard that was very thick and very long. > To his left was a more corpulent man with an Asian face. He had a > shaven head.

In my first message I told you of a residence located on our planet where people from earth can continue to live thanks to the scientific secret of eternity that is based on a single cell.

Among those people are Jesus, Moses, Elijah and so on. This residence is, in fact, very large, since it is an entire planet where the members of the Council of the Eternals live as well. My name is Yahweh, and I am the president of the Council of the Eternals.

There are currently 8,400 people from earth living on the planet where we are at this moment. They are people who during their lives reached a sufficient level of open-mindedness toward the infinite, or who enabled humanity on earth to progress from it’s primitive level through their discoveries, their writings, their ways of organizing society and their exemplary acts of fraternity, love or selflessness. Alongside them live the 700 Elohim members of the Council of Eternals.

Whatever the outcome of your mission may be, you have your place reserved here among us in this veritable little paradise where everything is easy, thanks to science, and where we live happily and eternally. I can truly say eternally, for, as on earth, we created all life here, and we are starting to understand perfectly the life of the infinitely large, that is to say, of the planets, and we can detect signs of old age in solar systems, which will enable us to leave this planet in time to create another paradise elsewhere, as soon as we grow anxious about its survival.

The eternals who live here, both people from earth and Elohim, can fulfill themselves as they wish, without having to do anything but that which pleases them – scientific research, meditation, music, painting, and so on.

Or they can do nothing at all if they feel like it.

The servants you saw carrying the dishes a little while ago, as well as the dancers, are just biological robots. They are created according to the same principle we used to create the people of earth in a totally scientific way. They have been limited and are absolutely submissive to us.

They are also incapable of acting without orders from us, and they are very specialized. They have no aspirations of their own, and no desires for pleasure, except certain ones that their specialization require. They grow old and die like us, but the machine that makes them can make far more than we need. They are incapable of feelings or suffering, and cannot reproduce themselves.

Their lifespan is similar to ours – that is to say about 700 years with the help of a small surgical intervention. When one of them must be destroyed due to old age, the machine that created them produces one or several others, depending on our needs. They come out of the machine ready to function and with their normal height, for they have neither growth nor childhood.

They only know how to do one thing: obey people from earth and Elohim, and they are incapable of the slightest violence.

They can be recognized by the small BLUE stone that both males and females wear between their eyes. They take care of the dirty jobs and do all the work that is uninteresting. They are produced, taken care of and destroyed underground, where, in fact, all the maintenance work is done by such robots and enormous computers that regulate all the problems of nourishment, supply of raw materials, energy and other things. We each haveon average ten robots at our service, and as there are slightly more than 9,000 of us – earth people and Elohim – there is a permanent total of 90,000 male and female robots.

[As you may recall from the last portion of this thread, we learned that there were approximately 9,000 earth people and Elohim on Rael’s mysterious planet, with approximately 90,000 drop-dead gorgeous android robots to service their every desire…]

Like the Elohim members of the Council of Eternals, the Eternals from earth are not allowed to have children. They agree to have a small operation, which makes them sterile, but that sterility can be easily reversed. The purpose of this measure is to prevent undeserving beings from joining us in this marvelous world. However, male and female Eternals can unite freely just as they wish, and all jealousy is eliminated.

In addition, men who wish to have one or more companions outside the relationships of equality which exist between eternal men and women, or who do not want to live with a woman on an equal basis, may have one or more totally submissive biological robot women with the exact appearance that is desired [we have placed a couple of JayLo(tm) models on back-order -B:.B:.]. The same goes for women, who can have one or several totally submissive biological robot men.

The machine that generates the robots gives the entity that it creates the exact physical appearance and specialization required. There are several types of ideal women and men in terms of shape and physiognomy, but the height, measurements, shape of the face, and so on, can be modified as one wishes. One can even submit the picture of someone particularly admired or loved on earth, for example, and the machine will produce an exact replica. Thus the relationships between eternals of both sexes are much more fraternal and respectful, and the unions between them are marvelously pure and high.

Because of the extraordinary level of open-mindedness of those admitted here, there is never any problem between them. The majority spends almost all of their time meditating, doing scientific research, making inventions and artistic compositions, and creating all sorts of things. We can live in different cities with multiple architectural styles in greatly varied sites that we can modify at will. People fulfil themselves as they wish, only doing what they like to do.

Some find pleasure in doing scientific experiments, others in playing music, others in creating ever more amazing animals, and others in meditating or doing nothing other than making love while enjoying the numerous pleasures of this heavenly environment, drinking from the innumerable fountains and eating the juicy fruits that grow all over the place at all times. Here there is no winter; we all live in a region comparable to your equator, but as we can scientifically control the climate, it is always fine weather and not too hot. We make the rain fall during the night when and where we wish. All this, and many other things, which you could not understand all at once, makes this world a true paradise. Here everyone is free and totally safe, for all deserve that liberty.

All things that bring pleasure are positive, as long as that pleasure is not harmful to anyone in any way. This is why all sensual pleasure is positive, for sensuality is always an opening up to the outside world, and all such opening is good. On earth, you are only just emerging from all those primitive taboos that tried to make anything to do with sex or nudity appear evil, whereas nothing could possibly be purer.

Nothing is more disappointing for your creators than to hear people say that nudity is bad: nudity, the image of what we have made. As you can see, almost everyone is naked here; and those dressed in clothes wear them either because they are works of art given to them by other eternals who made them with their own hands, or for elegance and decoration.

When people from earth are admitted to this world of the eternals, they start out by receiving some chemical education so that nothing surprises them, and they have a good understanding of where they are and why.

> In addition, men who wish to have one or more companions outside the > relationships of equality which exist between eternal men and women, > or who do not want to live with a woman on an equal basis, may have > one or more totally submissive biological robot women with the exact > appearance that is desired [we have placed a couple of JayLo(tm) > models on back-order -B:.B:.].

"Back"-order. Now that’s funny.

*singing "Baby Got Back"*

> The same goes for women, who can have > one or several totally submissive biological robot men.

Living here in Minnesota might make that proposition a wee bit difficult. Have you ever seen what happens when you stick your tongue to ice-cold metal?

My guide, Yahweh, paused for a moment, and then said, "You are now sitting directly opposite the man who, 2000 years ago, was given the responsibility of creating a movement to spread more widely the message we had left originally to the people of Israel – a message which would enable you to be understood now. I am referring to Jesus, whom we were able to recreate from a cell that we had reserved before his crucifixion."

The handsome, bearded, young man seated opposite offered me a smile full of fraternity.

"To his right is Moses, to his left Elijah, and to the left of Elijah sits the one remembered on earth by the name of Buddha. A little farther on you can see Muhammad, in whose writings I am called Allah, because out of respect they did not dare call me by name. The forty men and women present at this meal are all representatives of the religions created after our contacts on earth."

All those present looked at me with expressions that were very friendly and amused, probably because they were remembering their own surprise upon arriving in this world.

My guide continued, "Now I will show you some of our installations." He rose and I followed him. He invited me to put on a very wide belt bearing a huge buckle. He and his two friends had buckled on the same kind of adornment. Immediately I felt myself being lifted up from the ground and carried about 20 meters above the ground, and moving more slowly. We passed through galleries with metallic walls and arrived in a vast hall, in the center of which was an enormous machine surrounded by about 10 robots recognizable by the ornaments on their foreheads. There we landed on the ground again, and took off our belts.

Yahweh then spoke: "Here is the machine that makes biological robots."

"We are going to create one of them for you."

He made a sign to one of the robots located near the machine, and the robot touched certain parts of it. Then he made a sign for me to move close to a window measuring about two meters by about one meter. In a BLUISH liquid I then saw the form of a human skeleton vaguely taking shape. Its form grew cleared, finally becoming a real skeleton. Then some nerves took shape and formed over the bones., then some muscles, and finally some skin and hair. A splendid athelete was now lying there in a position where moments earlier there had been nothing.

Yahweh spoke again: "Remember in the Old Testament this description in Ezekiel, Chapter 37: ‘Son of man, can these bones live? … There was a noise, and behold a shaking, and the bones came together, bone to his bone. And when I beheld, lo, the sinews and the flesh came up upon them, and the skin covered them above … and the breath came into them, and they lived, and stood up upon their feet, an exceeding great army.’ The description that you will give of this will certainly be similar to Ezekiel’s – apart from the noise, which we have been able to eliminate."

Indeed, what I had seen corresponded perfectly to Ezekiel’s description. Following this, the prostrate figure had slid to the left and disappeared from my sight. Then a trap door opened, and I saw the creature whose rapid creation I had witnessed, lying on a very white fabric.

He was immobile, but suddenly he opened his eyes, got up, came down the few steps that separated him from our level and, after exchanging a few words with another robot, came up to me. He gave me his hand, which I shook, and I felt his skin soft and warm.

> In addition, men who wish to have one or more companions outside the > relationships of equality which exist between eternal men and women, > or who do not want to live with a woman on an equal basis, may have > one or more totally submissive biological robot women with the exact > appearance that is desired [we have placed a couple of JayLo(tm) > models on back-order -B:.B:.]. The same goes for women, who can have > one or several totally submissive biological robot men.

This hardly seems fair to the rump riders and rug munchers among the Eternals. I do hope you have Elton John and Melissa Ethridge models available for those Eternals who really want to "unite freely just as they wish." Plus, rockin’ robots would be immeasurably better than Eternal MP3 players.

> > In addition, men who wish to have one or more companions outside the > > relationships of equality which exist between eternal men and women, > > or who do not want to live with a woman on an equal basis, may have > > one or more totally submissive biological robot women with the exact > > appearance that is desired [we have placed a couple of JayLo(tm) > > models on back-order -B:.B:.]. The same goes for women, who can have > > one or several totally submissive biological robot men.

> This hardly seems fair to the rump riders and rug munchers among the > Eternals. I do hope you have Elton John and Melissa Ethridge models > available for those Eternals who really want to "unite freely just as > they wish." Plus, rockin’ robots would be immeasurably better than > Eternal MP3 players.

The Eternals were unfortunately not available for comment on this perplexing aspect of our various Terran Celebration-o-Diversity Festivals so I left Them a voicemail and hope to hear back from Them real soon now.

But unfortunately it’s all become even more complex than just that. A friend sent me a link today for some place called BeliefNet.com where I just learned about ANOTHER Master:

::: Biography of Thich Nhat Hanh :::

Thich Nhat Hanh was born in central Vietnam in the mid-1920s and at age 16 became a monk. During the Vietnam War, he and many of his fellow monks became actively engaged in helping war victims and speaking out for peace. In 1966, he was invited to the U.S., where he met with hundreds of groups and individuals, including Secretary of Defense Robert McNamara, Martin Luther King Jr., Thomas Merton, and Daniel Berrigan. In 1967, Dr. King nominated him for the Nobel Peace Prize. As a result of his outspokenness, Thich Nhat Hanh was unable to return to Vietnam, and requested and received asylum in France. In 1982, he founded Plum Village, a monastic retreat community near Bordeaux, where he resides when not on tour. He has written more than a dozen books, including "Being Peace," "Living Buddha, Living Christ," and "The Miracle of Mindfulness." -=oOo=-

Now I’m way confused and stuff because I started to wonder, "Hmmm … I wonder if Master Thich Nhat Hanh can beat the shit out of Master Rael?"

I mean, Master Rael was calling Himself, the Messenger of Messengers and the Prophet of Prophets plus he says that Jesus and the Buddha and stuff came to prepare the way for Him so that other people would hear His Message.

And, I mean, that’s really kewl and stuff but I don’t think Master Rael has ever sat down and chatted it up with the US SedDef or MLK, like Master Hanh has.

Plus, I can’t say for sure or anything, but now I can’t help but wonder if EITHER of them like Jimi Hendrix or Pink Floyd.

> > > In addition, men who wish to have one or more companions outside the > > > relationships of equality which exist between eternal men and women, > > > or who do not want to live with a woman on an equal basis, may have > > > one or more totally submissive biological robot women with the exact > > > appearance that is desired [we have placed a couple of JayLo(tm) > > > models on back-order -B:.B:.]. The same goes for women, who can have > > > one or several totally submissive biological robot men.

> > This hardly seems fair to the rump riders and rug munchers among the > > Eternals. I do hope you have Elton John and Melissa Ethridge models > > available for those Eternals who really want to "unite freely just as > > they wish." Plus, rockin’ robots would be immeasurably better than > > Eternal MP3 players.

> The Eternals were unfortunately not available for comment on this > perplexing aspect of our various Terran Celebration-o-Diversity > Festivals so I left Them a voicemail and hope to hear back from Them > real soon now.

> But unfortunately it’s all become even more complex than just that. A > friend sent me a link today for some place called BeliefNet.com where > I just learned about ANOTHER Master:

My guide, Yahweh, paused for a moment, and then said, "You are now sitting directly opposite the man who, 2000 years ago, was given the responsibility of creating a movement to spread more widely the message we had left originally to the people of Israel – a message which would enable you to be understood now. I am referring to Jesus, whom we were able to recreate from a cell that we had reserved before his crucifixion."

The handsome, bearded, young man seated opposite offered me a smile full of fraternity.

"To his right is Moses, to his left Elijah, and to the left of Elijah sits the one remembered on earth by the name of Buddha. A little farther on you can see Muhammad, in whose writings I am called Allah, because out of respect they did not dare call me by name. The forty men and women present at this meal are all representatives of the religions created after our contacts on earth."

All those present looked at me with expressions that were very friendly and amused, probably because they were remembering their own surprise upon arriving in this world.

My guide continued, "Now I will show you some of our installations." He rose and I followed him. He invited me to put on a very wide belt bearing a huge buckle. He and his two friends had buckled on the same kind of adornment. Immediately I felt myself being lifted up from the ground and carried about 20 meters above the ground, and moving more slowly. We passed through galleries with metallic walls and arrived in a vast hall, in the center of which was an enormous machine surrounded by about 10 robots recognizable by the ornaments on their foreheads. There we landed on the ground again, and took off our belts.

Yahweh then spoke: "Here is the machine that makes biological robots."

"We are going to create one of them for you."

He made a sign to one of the robots located near the machine, and the robot touched certain parts of it. Then he made a sign for me to move close to a window measuring about two meters by about one meter. In a BLUISH liquid I then saw the form of a human skeleton vaguely taking shape. Its form grew cleared, finally becoming a real skeleton. Then some nerves took shape and formed over the bones., then some muscles, and finally some skin and hair. A splendid athelete was now lying there in a position where moments earlier there had been nothing.

Yahweh spoke again: "Remember in the Old Testament this description in Ezekiel, Chapter 37: ‘Son of man, can these bones live? … There was a noise, and behold a shaking, and the bones came together, bone to his bone. And when I beheld, lo, the sinews and the flesh came up upon them, and the skin covered them above … and the breath came into them, and they lived, and stood up upon their feet, an exceeding great army.’ The description that you will give of this will certainly be similar to Ezekiel’s – apart from the noise, which we have been able to eliminate."

Indeed, what I had seen corresponded perfectly to Ezekiel’s description. Following this, the prostrate figure had slid to the left and disappeared from my sight. Then a trap door opened, and I saw the creature whose rapid creation I had witnessed, lying on a very white fabric.

He was immobile, but suddenly he opened his eyes, got up, came down the few steps that separated him from our level and, after exchanging a few words with another robot, came up to me. He gave me his hand, which I shook, and I felt his skin soft and warm.

Once again, we pick up this thread from right where we left off last time…]

"Do you have a picture of a loved one with you?" Yahweh asked.

"Yes," I answered. "I have a picture of my mother in my wallet which I left in my clothes."

He showed it to me, asking if it was the right one. When I agreed that it was, he gave it to one of the robots, who inserted it into the machine and touched parts of it. Through the window I witnessed yet another creation of a living being. Then, as the skin started to cover the flesh, I realized what was happening: they were making an exact replica of my mother from the picture I had provided … Indeed, a few moments later I was able to kiss my mother, or rather the image of my mother as she had been ten years before, for the picture I had provided had been taken about ten years previously.

Yahweh then said to me, "Now allow us to make a very small puncture in your forehead."

One of the robots came towards me, and with the help of a small device similar to a syringe, pricked my forehead so lightly that I hardly felt it.

Then he inserted the syringe in the enormous machine and touched other parts of it. Again an entity was formed before my eyes. As the skin covered the flesh, I saw another "me" take shape, little by little. Indeed, the being that emerged from the machine was an exact replica of myself.

"As you can see," Yahweh told me, "this other you is not wearing the small stone on his forehead that is characteristic of the robots and which the replica of your mother also had.

"From a photo we can only make a replica of the physical body, with no psychological personality or almost none, whereas from a sample cell like the one we took from between your eyes we can create a total replication of the individual whose cell we took, complete with the memory, personality and character. We could now send the other you back to earth and people would not notice a thing. But we are going to destroy this replica immediately, for it is of no use to us.

"At this moment there are two of you who are listening to me, and the personalities of these two beings are beginning to be different, because you know that you are going to live and he is going to be destroyed. But that does not bother him, since he knows he is nothing but yourself. This is more proof, if proof is needed, of the non-existence of the soul – or a purely spiritual entity unique to each body – in which certain primitive people believe."

After that we left the room that housed the enormous machine, and through a corridor we entered another room containing other equipment.

We approached another machine.

"In this machine are kept the cells of malevolent people who will be recreated to be judged when the time comes. They are cells from those on earth who preached violence, wickedness, aggressiveness and obscurantism. Despite having in their possession all the elements to understand where they came from, these people did not have the sense to recognize the truth. They will be recreated to undergo the punishment they deserve after being judged by those whom they made to suffer or by their ancestors or descendants.

"You now fully deserve a rest. This robot will be your guide and will provide you with anything you desire until tomorrow morning. We will then have a few more words to say to you, and afterwards we will accompany you back to earth. Between now and then you will have a foretaste of what awaits you when your mission is completed on your planet."

The next moment a robot approached and saluted me respectfully. He was tall, athletic looking, dark, beardless and very handsome.

[To be continued...]

-=oOo=- Be sure to catch the next installment of this contiguous thread in which the Master Rael is blessed with some phenomenally fine-assed chicks and treated to a most delightful night of bliss. -B:.B:. -=oOo=-

> Once again, we pick up this thread from right where we left off last > time…]

> "Do you have a picture of a loved one with you?" Yahweh asked.

> "Yes," I answered. "I have a picture of my mother in my wallet which > I left in my clothes."

> He showed it to me, asking if it was the right one. When I agreed > that it was, he gave it to one of the robots, who inserted it into the > machine and touched parts of it. Through the window I witnessed yet > another creation of a living being. Then, as the skin started to > cover the flesh, I realized what was happening: they were making an > exact replica of my mother from the picture I had provided … Indeed, > a few moments later I was able to kiss my mother, or rather the image > of my mother as she had been ten years before, for the picture I had > provided had been taken about ten years previously.

> Yahweh then said to me, "Now allow us to make a very small puncture in > your forehead."

> One of the robots came towards me, and with the help of a small device > similar to a syringe, pricked my forehead so lightly that I hardly > felt it.

> Then he inserted the syringe in the enormous machine and touched other > parts of it. Again an entity was formed before my eyes. As the skin > covered the flesh, I saw another "me" take shape, little by little. > Indeed, the being that emerged from the machine was an exact replica > of myself.

> "As you can see," Yahweh told me, "this other you is not wearing the > small stone on his forehead that is characteristic of the robots and > which the replica of your mother also had.

> "From a photo we can only make a replica of the physical body, with no > psychological personality or almost none, whereas from a sample cell > like the one we took from between your eyes we can create a total > replication of the individual whose cell we took, complete with the > memory, personality and character. We could now send the other you > back to earth and people would not notice a thing. But we are going > to destroy this replica immediately, for it is of no use to us.

> "At this moment there are two of you who are listening to me, and the > personalities of these two beings are beginning to be different, > because you know that you are going to live and he is going to be > destroyed. But that does not bother him, since he knows he is nothing > but yourself. This is more proof, if proof is needed, of the > non-existence of the soul – or a purely spiritual entity unique to > each body – in which certain primitive people believe."

> After that we left the room that housed the enormous machine, and > through a corridor we entered another room containing other equipment.

> We approached another machine.

> "In this machine are kept the cells of malevolent people who will be > recreated to be judged when the time comes. They are cells from those > on earth who preached violence, wickedness, aggressiveness and > obscurantism. Despite having in their possession all the elements to > understand where they came from, these people did not have the sense > to recognize the truth. They will be recreated to undergo the > punishment they deserve after being judged by those whom they made to > suffer or by their ancestors or descendants.

> "You now fully deserve a rest. This robot will be your guide and will > provide you with anything you desire until tomorrow morning. We will > then have a few more words to say to you, and afterwards we will > accompany you back to earth. Between now and then you will have a > foretaste of what awaits you when your mission is completed on your > planet."

> The next moment a robot approached and saluted me respectfully. He > was tall, athletic looking, dark, beardless and very handsome.

> [To be continued...]

> -=oOo=- > Be sure to catch the next installment of this contiguous thread in > which the Master Rael is blessed with some phenomenally fine-assed > chicks and treated to a most delightful night of bliss. -B:.B:. > -=oOo=-

In fact this is kind of like what I see him as fighting or rebeling against. Yes, I see god as a kind of a rebel, hah… he doesn’t want to totally redo things and he does not want to be a tyrant, so he is a rebel. Besides, there are different levels on which god can be talked about, different levels that mankind can see him at I guess you could say, and maybe he has more power and influence on some and less on others… by choice, or by obscuration or seperation, or whatever.

I love this quotation from the OT. It is from Isaiah:

"63:5 I looked, but there was no one to help, And I wondered That there was no one to uphold; Therefore My own arm brought salvation for Me; And My own fury, it sustained Me."

doing the thing you think is the right thing *on your own*, with no one there to support you, and making it through despite all that… this IMHO is an admirable thing to do. And fury… that is passion and strength.

I don’t know who it is that Rael met, but it doesn’t sound to me like the being that is quoted or written about above in Isaiah.

Once again, we pick up this thread from right where we left off last time…

::: A Foretaste of Paradise :::

The robot asked me if I wanted to see my room, and after I agreed, he handed me one of the belts used for travelling. I found myself being transported above the ground again, and when I landed once more I found myself in front of a house that looked more like a scallop shell than a residence.

The interior was entirely carpeted with shaggy furs, and there was a huge bed, at least as big as four earth beds, looking as if it had been sunk into the ground. It was trecognisable only by the different coloured furs covering it [kinda like Austin Powers’ bed, only different. -B:.B:.].

In one corner of the room there was a massive sunken bathtub as big as a swimming pool surrounded by vegetation of marvelous shapes and colours.

"Would you like some female companions?" asked the robot. "Come, you can make your own choice."

I put my belt on again and found myself transported back in front of the machine used for making robots. A luminous cube appeared in front of me.

I was shown to an armchair facing the cube and given a helmet. When I had settled down, a magnificent young brunette with marvelously harmonious proportions appeared three-dimensionally within the luminous cube.

She moved in such a way as to show herself off, and had she not been in a cube floating one meter above the ground, I would have thought she was real.

My robot asked me whether she pleased me and if I wished to have her shape altered or her face modified. I told him that I considered her perfect.

He replied that aesthetically speaking she was the ideal woman, or rather one of the three types of ideal woman as defined by the computer according to the taste of the majority of residents on that planet. But I could ask for any modification that I desired.

At my refusal to change anything whatsoever about that magnificent creature, a second woman, this time blonde and alluring, appeared in the luminous cube. She was different but just as perfect as the first one. With her I could not find anything to alter either.

Finally, a third young female, this one a redhead more sensual than the first two, appeared in the strange cube.

The robot asked me if I cared to see other models, or if these three ideal types of my race would be enough for me. I answered quite naturally that I thought these three people were extraordinary.

At that moment, a magnificent black woman appeared in the cube, then a very fine, slender Chinese female, and then finally another voluptuous young Asian woman.

The robot asked me which person I desired to have as a companion.

Since I answered they all pleased me, he went towards the robot making machine and spoke for a moment with one of his peers. Then the machine was set in motion and I understood what was about to happen.

A few minutes later I was back at my residence with my six companions.

There I had the most unforgettable bath that I have ever had, in the company of those charming robots, totally submissive to all of my desires.

BELIEVE IT OR NOT!

[To be continued...]

-=oOo=- Be sure to catch the next installment of this contiguous thread in which the Master Rael is blessed with some massively kewl devices which enable him to create music and movies and stuff just from thought! -B:.B:. -=oOo=-

> Once again, we pick up this thread from right where we left off last > time…

> ::: A Foretaste of Paradise :::

> The robot asked me if I wanted to see my room, and after I agreed, he > handed me one of the belts used for travelling. I found myself being > transported above the ground again, and when I landed once more I > found myself in front of a house that looked more like a scallop shell > than a residence.

> The interior was entirely carpeted with shaggy furs, and there was a > huge bed, at least as big as four earth beds, looking as if it had > been sunk into the ground. It was trecognisable only by the different > coloured furs covering it [kinda like Austin Powers’ bed, only > different. -B:.B:.].

> In one corner of the room there was a massive sunken bathtub as big as > a swimming pool surrounded by vegetation of marvelous shapes and > colours.

> "Would you like some female companions?" asked the robot. "Come, you > can make your own choice."

> I put my belt on again and found myself transported back in front of > the machine used for making robots. A luminous cube appeared in front > of me.

> I was shown to an armchair facing the cube and given a helmet. When I > had settled down, a magnificent young brunette with marvelously > harmonious proportions appeared three-dimensionally within the > luminous cube.

> She moved in such a way as to show herself off, and had she not been > in a cube floating one meter above the ground, I would have thought > she was real.

> My robot asked me whether she pleased me and if I wished to have her > shape altered or her face modified. I told him that I considered her > perfect.

> He replied that aesthetically speaking she was the ideal woman, or > rather one of the three types of ideal woman as defined by the > computer according to the taste of the majority of residents on that > planet. But I could ask for any modification that I desired.

> At my refusal to change anything whatsoever about that magnificent > creature, a second woman, this time blonde and alluring, appeared in > the luminous cube. She was different but just as perfect as the first > one. With her I could not find anything to alter either.

> Finally, a third young female, this one a redhead more sensual than > the first two, appeared in the strange cube.

> The robot asked me if I cared to see other models, or if these three > ideal types of my race would be enough for me. > I answered quite naturally that I thought these three people were > extraordinary.

> At that moment, a magnificent black woman appeared in the cube, then a > very fine, slender Chinese female, and then finally another voluptuous > young Asian woman.

> The robot asked me which person I desired to have as a companion.

> Since I answered they all pleased me, he went towards the robot making > machine and spoke for a moment with one of his peers. Then the > machine was set in motion and I understood what was about to happen.

> A few minutes later I was back at my residence with my six companions.

> There I had the most unforgettable bath that I have ever had, in the > company of those charming robots, totally submissive to all of my > desires.

> BELIEVE IT OR NOT!

> [To be continued...]

> -=oOo=- > Be sure to catch the next installment of this contiguous thread in > which the Master Rael is blessed with some massively kewl devices > which enable him to create music and movies and stuff just from > thought! -B:.B:. > -=oOo=-

> > Once again, we pick up this thread from right where we left off last > > time…

> > ::: A Foretaste of Paradise :::

> > The robot asked me if I wanted to see my room, and after I agreed, he > > handed me one of the belts used for travelling. I found myself being > > transported above the ground again, and when I landed once more I > > found myself in front of a house that looked more like a scallop shell > > than a residence.

> > The interior was entirely carpeted with shaggy furs, and there was a > > huge bed, at least as big as four earth beds, looking as if it had > > been sunk into the ground. It was trecognisable only by the different > > coloured furs covering it [kinda like Austin Powers’ bed, only > > different. -B:.B:.].

> > In one corner of the room there was a massive sunken bathtub as big as > > a swimming pool surrounded by vegetation of marvelous shapes and > > colours.

> > "Would you like some female companions?" asked the robot. "Come, you > > can make your own choice."

> > I put my belt on again and found myself transported back in front of > > the machine used for making robots. A luminous cube appeared in front > > of me.

> > I was shown to an armchair facing the cube and given a helmet. When I > > had settled down, a magnificent young brunette with marvelously > > harmonious proportions appeared three-dimensionally within the > > luminous cube.

> > She moved in such a way as to show herself off, and had she not been > > in a cube floating one meter above the ground, I would have thought > > she was real.

> > My robot asked me whether she pleased me and if I wished to have her > > shape altered or her face modified. I told him that I considered her > > perfect.

> > He replied that aesthetically speaking she was the ideal woman, or > > rather one of the three types of ideal woman as defined by the > > computer according to the taste of the majority of residents on that > > planet. But I could ask for any modification that I desired.

> > At my refusal to change anything whatsoever about that magnificent > > creature, a second woman, this time blonde and alluring, appeared in > > the luminous cube. She was different but just as perfect as the first > > one. With her I could not find anything to alter either.

> > Finally, a third young female, this one a redhead more sensual than > > the first two, appeared in the strange cube.

> > The robot asked me if I cared to see other models, or if these three > > ideal types of my race would be enough for me. > > I answered quite naturally that I thought these three people were > > extraordinary.

> > At that moment, a magnificent black woman appeared in the cube, then a > > very fine, slender Chinese female, and then finally another voluptuous > > young Asian woman.

> > The robot asked me which person I desired to have as a companion.

> > Since I answered they all pleased me, he went towards the robot making > > machine and spoke for a moment with one of his peers. Then the > > machine was set in motion and I understood what was about to happen.

> > A few minutes later I was back at my residence with my six companions.

> > There I had the most unforgettable bath that I have ever had, in the > > company of those charming robots, totally submissive to all of my > > desires.

> > BELIEVE IT OR NOT!

> > [To be continued...]

> > -=oOo=- > > Be sure to catch the next installment of this contiguous thread in > > which the Master Rael is blessed with some massively kewl devices > > which enable him to create music and movies and stuff just from > > thought! -B:.B:. > > -=oOo=-

> > > Once again, we pick up this thread from right where we left off last > > > time…

> > > ::: A Foretaste of Paradise :::

> > > The robot asked me if I wanted to see my room, and after I agreed, he > > > handed me one of the belts used for travelling. I found myself being > > > transported above the ground again, and when I landed once more I > > > found myself in front of a house that looked more like a scallop shell > > > than a residence.

> > > The interior was entirely carpeted with shaggy furs, and there was a > > > huge bed, at least as big as four earth beds, looking as if it had > > > been sunk into the ground. It was trecognisable only by the different > > > coloured furs covering it [kinda like Austin Powers’ bed, only > > > different. -B:.B:.].

> > > In one corner of the room there was a massive sunken bathtub as big as > > > a swimming pool surrounded by vegetation of marvelous shapes and > > > colours.

> > > "Would you like some female companions?" asked the robot. "Come, you > > > can make your own choice."

> > > I put my belt on again and found myself transported back in front of > > > the machine used for making robots. A luminous cube appeared in front > > > of me.

> > > I was shown to an armchair facing the cube and given a helmet. When I > > > had settled down, a magnificent young brunette with marvelously > > > harmonious proportions appeared three-dimensionally within the > > > luminous cube.

> > > She moved in such a way as to show herself off, and had she not been > > > in a cube floating one meter above the ground, I would have thought > > > she was real.

> > > My robot asked me whether she pleased me and if I wished to have her > > > shape altered or her face modified. I told him that I considered her > > > perfect.

> > > He replied that aesthetically speaking she was the ideal woman, or > > > rather one of the three types of ideal woman as defined by the > > > computer according to the taste of the majority of residents on that > > > planet. But I could ask for any modification that I desired.

> > > At my refusal to change anything whatsoever about that magnificent > > > creature, a second woman, this time blonde and alluring, appeared in > > > the luminous cube. She was different but just as perfect as the first > > > one. With her I could not find anything to alter either.

> > > Finally, a third young female, this one a redhead more sensual than > > > the first two, appeared in the strange cube.

> > > The robot asked me if I cared to see other models, or if these three > > > ideal types of my race would be enough for me. > > > I answered quite naturally that I thought these three people were > > > extraordinary.

> > > At that moment, a magnificent black woman appeared in the cube, then a > > > very fine, slender Chinese female, and then finally another voluptuous > > > young Asian woman.

> > > The robot asked me which person I desired to have as a companion.

> > > Since I answered they all pleased me, he went towards the robot making > > > machine and spoke for a moment with one of his peers. Then the > > > machine was set in motion and I understood what was about to happen.

> > > A few minutes later I was back at my residence with my six companions.

> > > There I had the most unforgettable bath that I have ever had, in the > > > company of those charming robots, totally submissive to all of my > > > desires.

> > > BELIEVE IT OR NOT!

> > > [To be continued...]

> > > -=oOo=- > > > Be sure to catch the next installment of this contiguous thread in > > > which the Master Rael is blessed with some massively kewl devices > > > which enable him to create music and movies and stuff just from > > > thought! -B:.B:. > > > -=oOo=-

> > > > Once again, we pick up this thread from right where we left off last > > > > time…

> > > > ::: A Foretaste of Paradise :::

> > > > The robot asked me if I wanted to see my room, and after I agreed, he > > > > handed me one of the belts used for travelling. I found myself being > > > > transported above the ground again, and when I landed once more I > > > > found myself in front of a house that looked more like a scallop shell > > > > than a residence.

> > > > The interior was entirely carpeted with shaggy furs, and there was a > > > > huge bed, at least as big as four earth beds, looking as if it had > > > > been sunk into the ground. It was trecognisable only by the different > > > > coloured furs covering it [kinda like Austin Powers’ bed, only > > > > different. -B:.B:.].

> > > > In one corner of the room there was a massive sunken bathtub as big as > > > > a swimming pool surrounded by vegetation of marvelous shapes and > > > > colours.

> > > > "Would you like some female companions?" asked the robot. "Come, you > > > > can make your own choice."

> > > > I put my belt on again and found myself transported back in front of > > > > the machine used for making robots. A luminous cube appeared in front > > > > of me.

> > > > I was shown to an armchair facing the cube and given a helmet. When I > > > > had settled down, a magnificent young brunette with marvelously > > > > harmonious proportions appeared three-dimensionally within the > > > > luminous cube.

> > > > She moved in such a way as to show herself off, and had she not been > > > > in a cube floating one meter above the ground, I would have thought > > > > she was real.

> > > > My robot asked me whether she pleased me and if I wished to have her > > > > shape altered or her face modified. I told him that I considered her > > > > perfect.

> > > > He replied that aesthetically speaking she was the ideal woman, or > > > > rather one of the three types of ideal woman as defined by the > > > > computer according to the taste of the majority of residents on that > > > > planet. But I could ask for any modification that I desired.

> > > > At my refusal to change anything whatsoever about that magnificent > > > > creature, a second woman, this time blonde and alluring, appeared in > > > > the luminous cube. She was different but just as perfect as the first > > > > one. With her I could not find anything to alter either.

> > > > Finally, a third young female, this one a redhead more sensual than > > > > the first two, appeared in the strange cube.

> > > > The robot asked me if I cared to see other models, or if these three > > > > ideal types of my race would be enough for me. > > > > I answered quite naturally that I thought these three people were > > > > extraordinary.

> > > > At that moment, a magnificent black woman appeared in the cube, then a > > > > very fine, slender Chinese female, and then finally another voluptuous > > > > young Asian woman.

> > > > The robot asked me which person I desired to have as a companion.

> > > > Since I answered they all pleased me, he went towards the robot making > > > > machine and spoke for a moment with one of his peers. Then the > > > > machine was set in motion and I understood what was about to happen.

> > > > A few minutes later I was back at my residence with my six companions.

> > > > There I had the most unforgettable bath that I have ever had, in the > > > > company of those charming robots, totally submissive to all of my > > > > desires.

> > > > BELIEVE IT OR NOT!

> > > > [To be continued...]

> > > > -=oOo=- > > > > Be sure to catch the next installment of this contiguous thread in > > > > which the Master Rael is blessed with some massively kewl devices > > > > which enable him to create music and movies and stuff just from > > > > thought! -B:.B:. > > > > -=oOo=-

> > > Isn’t there something to be said for a real, living, breathing, > > > thinking woman?

> > > Or do these things in a woman *just not matter anymore*?

> > > Who the fuck *is* this asshole really?

> > > Lisa Agnes Gardner

> > Open yer legs…

> Go get yourself a robot woman and she’ll look good and you won’t > have to worry about the black eyes you’ll get from me if you come > near me, guy.

> Lisa Agnes Gardner

HA! You want me.

What I really meant to tell you was that you seem to have overreacted. You said "Who the fuck is this asshole really?" It’s obviously just some deviant kid wanting to share a sex fantasy with a few of his friends. Through some sort of mind boggling machinations, you managed to read that as a statement that guys don’t like women any more. The magic flying-belt part, lame though it certainly is, should have given you a clue.

It looks like the guy will be posting the juicy parts pretty soon. Don’t miss it, like you did this one.

A nut fantasizing about a high tech blowup doll isn’t going to ruin the world. If you take a survey, I bet you find that all normal guys would choose pussy over a mechanical device every time, and be more than willing to put up with that stuff you mentioned.

I suppose the character in the lame story could have been a girl. Is "Brother B.B." actually a girl?